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TAKE 'EM DOWN - LYRICS

INTRO
Hahaha…
Yeah I’m back on the motherfuckin warpath
How the fuck can you snitch on yourself you dumb nigga?
Mumblin ass motherfucker…
We gon get ya…
Best believe we gon get ya…

 

PART I
Can you feel your time runnin out n*gga?
I can hear ya breathin believin that they wont notice whats been coming out your mouth
I’m a world wide mob figga
so I got thugs in every prison ready to pull a shank or just slug n*gga
dont get it twisted keefe, youre just a bitch to me
snitchin on yourself while I’m here making history
if it aint cancer then my n*ggas gon get ya
slice you up you fat fuck – you’ll be feelin the rapture
why you shakin n*gga? Cause I be breakin n*ggas?
Long after my death aint no way you can erase me n*gga
still got pistol packing troops with nuttin to loose
strategizin moves to turn red whats blue
best believe they are coming for you, creepin in the dark
we are panthers – aint no fuckin weakness in our hearts
so mount up n*ggas, its one mo battle in this fight
to make em pay for every day that they enjoyed life
take em down

 

HOOK
Grab your glocks when you see these punks
No need for cops, keefe d’s a chump
You shot me but you punks can not finish
cause my spirit is vivid you can not kill it
n*gga we take em down

Grab your glocks when you see these punks
Bust some shots when you see these punks
You shot me but you punks can not finish
cause my spirit is vivid you can not kill it
n*gga we take em down

 

PART II
I seen you screamin out the window with the key to the city
strung out on poppers – your skinny ass must really miss biggie
and times change nowadays half these rappers are gay
but yous a fag n*gga, suckin dick was always your fortay, puffy
you feel safe through the money you made
by fuckin over your friends and fuckin your friends, snakes
gonna get what they deserve two slugs to the head
and thats gon be the last time your ass is leakin on your bed n*gga…
I’m a threat – even in death
n*ggas who gave up on life still believe in the west
you know I raised these thugs to be strong
while you faggots was hidin in the closet playing my songs
first 2 bomb on a warpath not your average dealer
Westside, Outlaw, (still) Bad Boy Killer
let my n*ggas complete the mission and clean up
no witness left behind to tell the tale when we bust
take em down

 

HOOK
Grab your glocks when you see these punks
No need for cops, keefe d’s a chump
You shot me but you punks can not finish
cause my spirit is vivid you can not kill it
n*gga we take em down

Grab your glocks when you see these punks
Bust some shots when you see these punks
You shot me but you punks can not finish
cause my spirit is vivid you can not kill it
n*gga we take em down

 

PART III
I let them n*ggas know its on for life
even though I’m gone, what I spawned has been born to fight (THUG LIFE)
I was first to bomb so let me finish
diminish what they have build, they wanna dirty up my image
I’m in it to fuck em up, so diddy go buckle up
you aint shit but the number one faggot to suck a cock, n*gga
they bent the truth so hard
that it came back fuckin them like it was planned from the start
talkin shit, it was a setup and n*gga you know it
aint no gun in my ride so where the fuck did I throw it?
better own up to the dirt that you did
cause a motherfucker on life might just bury your kids
the cancer has taken the best of you
but believe that my n*ggas will gladly take out the rest of you
we bomb first, bomb last – let me break it down
they aint save no mo, my thugs let us take em down

 

OUTRO
I done told ya niggas the last time
I aint never gonna leave till these bitches get what they deserve
We’re still rollin like its 96
Aint no trick that can touch us
You see these niggas running when I bust slugs
Hahaha
We Bad Boy Killers, Keefe D Killers
Still bustin on gay ass Puffy
It’s been decades but I said it before
Don’t make enemies with me
Shout out to all my thugs who keep the legacy alive
Bomb 1st, The Nation, dopfunk
And we’re still ballin
I’m out… Fuck em…

 

© 2023 dopfunk

FACING DEATH - LYRICS

PART I
I still ride on my enemies, sippin on yak and hennesey
ya n*ggas fell off but my true soldiers remember me
frozen in time my nine about to go off
money made these n*ggas go soft and I’m bout to show off
a true thug riding in my drop top benz
(I show no love) aint no need to be friends
so witness my cold strategies
sit on my throne, lavishly
decorated with skulls
cause royalties in my pedigree
I’m gone but I will never be… forgotten
was talking about death cause I knew n*ggas was plottin
so I came back
only to haunt these n*ggas
snakes will slither it dont matter who pulled the trigger
war times over and now that n*ggas is sober
they remember makavelI while barely anyone knows ya
I told ya… my memory wont fade
I came back to set things straight
and all my n*ggas say

 

HOOK
n*ggas wonder why this game has caused so many tears
(All they promise us is death n*gga)
Theyre stuck up in the hood, but they cant face their fears
(Who’ll be the last one left n*gga?)
Livin through their days as if the lord has become blind
(If you are livin you are blessed n*gga)
You gotta make up your mind, what you wanna do with your life
(the hustle is a test n*gga)

 

PART II
I cut deep grab your jugular vein and start rippin
n*ggas will start tripping but end up in parts missing
hidden… got no more feelings but my vision is peace
I roll one deep, with my piece, as I creep in these streets
the shadow is my veil as I hit the block
sneaking up on keefe d, busting shots for my n*gga pac
pop, pop, I blow this n*ggas brains out
now the shit he was talking and his blood leaking from the same mouth
shoulda never fucked with a dog n*gga
(bark bark) toss it up all my thug n*ggas
ya scary bitches run once the darkman comes
to take you in, reflect on what you done
and in due time youll find out for yourself who you be
aint no riches that will help you in hell when you meet
your maker, he’ll break ya down and analyze
what you did in your life, n*gga everybody has to die…

 

HOOK
n*ggas wonder why this game has caused so many tears
(All they promise us is death n*gga)
Theyre stuck up in the hood, but they cant face their fears
(Who’ll be the last one left n*gga?)
Livin through their days as if the lord has become blind
(If you are livin you are blessed n*gga)
You gotta make up your mind, what you wanna do with your life
(the hustle is a test n*gga)

 

OUTRO
Ya n*ggas been talking a lot of shit since I been gone
But remember one thing n*gga
When you fade into darkness you’ll be forgotten in time
But my legacy lives on
Even your kids and their kids and their grandkids
will still bump my shit while you rot in a grave
n*ggas talk a lot of shit but thats after im gone
cause they feel me in a physical form…